i can't tell you how good it was to see your face again,
smiling like a sweet, worried little fox. i don't know
how i could make you understand this fixed crush i've had
is not ordinary. but it feels healthy(?) and it takes a
lot for me... it takes a lot from me... it still gives
alot to me... and i don't even know what to expect from
it now. your lips like a cat i wish i could pet again.
the funk in your eyes and the deep way you speak. the
clothes i remember from only twelve days i wish i could
wrap my arms around. this like you i rarely find. and all
that it takes for me is to see your face or listen to you
speak. i only wish you had understood me, because i don't
spend my time on just anyone. and the best line i've
heard in my life was from your lips, when i said
"goodbye. have a good night," you said "i already did."